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TIRED
Morning makes me tired
Tired of getting up
And facing this repetitive so called responsibilities
Tired of doing the right thing all the time
Routines, rules and regulations
Poisoning one’s personality
Let go of it all
And no longer care
Arms stretching through metal bars
Execution awaiting
One life one long death row
Visions of alternative life passing by
While I still stand in space and time
One’s mind one’s worst enemy
Knowing reality but living in dreams
Green grass take over my mind
Happiness for no reason is still happiness
You, I leave in charge
Numb my body and mind
Without dreams that I can sleep
I am so tired
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Comment by: pitbull - 2008-05-16 05:33
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| thanx guys, means a lot, it is how I felt at the time..my poems are based on all 100% real life feelings...and I was tired of the old same thing..once again thanx for your comments and understanding |
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| Vodka is pretty numbing. Again, I get you Kim. I like the death row bit the best, I think this one might be my favorite. |
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think if responsibilities had quotes would add some more sting to the line. only quip.
use of repetition works extreamly well, very deep and very well written piece that gives insite into a dar I say, tired point of view. great job. |
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Comment by: pj - 2008-05-14 02:59
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In almost all your work there is this hearfelt auntenticity any one can tell you write from the heart
"visions of alternative life pssing by " pure genious i can relate to that |
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